"The Ming people arrested the lord of the country, and I heard that there is no need to collect taxes." In the capital city of Java, the aborigines in the ruins, the aborigines in the ruins, are talking like this, it sounds like Ding Yi's worries about the fire in the backyard are a little too unfounded, and even those natives said, "Go fishing, when the big ships of the Ming people are stationed here, they will not come to rob them, they are all ......exchanged for objects" and complained that the Ming fleet is gone, or they can exchange the fish they caught for some good things or something.

The fleet was ordered by Ding Yi to go to the Kingdom of Arakan to wait, and Ding Yi, who got off the ship, also changed into the clothes of a local, squatted on the side and nodded, but he didn't talk much, because unless he spoke Zhangquan or Cantonese, otherwise for the local vernacular, Ding Yi could only barely understand a few percent of the local dialect after going ashore for so many days; However, Cao Jixiang has a bit of a talent for language, and he can scold his mother with these natives with his waist crossed.

"Stammering, how was your harvest today?" Someone among the natives asked Cao Jixiang like this, looked at Ding Yi again, shook his head and said, "This fool is so white meat, the sea breeze can't blow black, it is really a body of tendon meat, it's a pity......" Because he didn't understand the local dialect very well, and he couldn't speak it very well, so Ding Yi had to pretend to be a fool.

Cao Jixiang stammered and communicated no problem, but after listening to this person's words, he nodded and said, "It's okay, hey, don't talk about my young master like this!" He insisted on this, "Although the lord of the country let the Ming people arrest him, and my family also let the Ming people recruit the heavenly thunder ruined, but the young master is the young master!" ”

The Javanese people are still in awe of the aristocracy, and Cao Jixiang heard this. Then there was no further talk, and when the people had drunk the little pot of bad wine, they dispersed. Cao Jixiang said to Ding Yi: "Young master." We don't need to pretend to be this bitter haha, right? "To be honest, Cao Jixiang, who is used to being pampered, is really not as good as Ding Yi, saying that he will put down the shelf, he has been a fisherman for many days, and he feels really painful.

Ding Yi stood up and stretched out his hand to Cao Jixiang. Pull him up and walk with him to the hut that had been erected in the ruins of the city of Majapahit, and follow him as he disembarks with the guards. It's all there. Ding whispered as he walked: "If you are impatient, just rest, the fat man has almost learned the local dialect, just teach him to accompany me." ”

"That won't work. Where is the young master? The old slave was waiting on the side. Cao Jixiang followed Ding Yi's mind closely, but he was very firm, especially from the first time he saw the power of the naval gun, the pure power of destroying Miè made him feel that it was always right to follow Ding Yi closely, "The slave is just heartache young master!" ”

Ding Yi smiled and didn't say anything. To know the actual situation, you have to go to the bottom like this. How much point would it make to drink bad wine with them, go out to sea and fish together, or just sit in the house of the lord of Majapahit and wait for the people below to report? It's better to use people without suspicion, and throw it to Zhu Dong to do what it is.

"Pack up and go to Tanjung Priok Port in Surumayi tomorrow." Ding Yi returned to the grass hut and said to Wen Fatzi and Cao Jixiang, according to the situation in the past few days, the reconstruction of the city is being carried out under the auspices of the two battalions stationed in Majapahit, and the Gongxuan team is also working hard to learn the local dialect. After all, his destination is Europe and the American continent, and Java is for Ding Yi, if it weren't for Cao Jixiang's mouth, he wouldn't care about it if he threw it to Zhu Dong at all. But now that I'm here, I always have to walk around.

Strictly speaking, Dupan, Goucun, and Surumayi are all under Javanese rule, but now Java has begun to decline, so there is a sense of substantial autonomy in various places, and even places like Dupan dare to be called the lord of the country. Historically, in the 16th century, Majapahit was driven directly to Bali.

In fact, there is no natural harbor in Java, and the Tanjung Priok Port in Sulu Mayi is one of the few, and the two destroyers moored in the port, the Guangdong and the Guangxi arrived a few days ago, and they did not open fire, and the actual controller of Sulu Mayi surrendered, so the Sulu Mayi, which was controlled by the Ming army, was also bombarded because it was not like the city of Majapahit, and it was still very prosperous, with merchants from all over the sea,

As soon as Dante came here, he felt very bad, because as he became familiar with the local dialect during his travels, he began to understand many words that Cao Jixiang did not dare to translate to him, such as the people who gathered together at this time to finish the service, and they complained: "The baby went to work for the Ming people, and did something wrong, so he was driven back, saying that he would never use it again, and if it was a former nobleman, it would be enough to whip a few whips......"

Someone persuaded him again: "It's good to rush back, I heard that in the city in the south, some people learned Ming and said the wrong thing, so the Ming people broke their hands and feet, hung themselves on a tree, and screamed for three or four days before they died!" Someone else said on the side, "That Ming man, I heard that it is worse than the original nobles, I have relatives in the south, and my daughter is going to get married, and the Ming man said that this first night is to go to the Ming man's house to sleep, alas, ......" Some people said angrily, "And the south, that is, Sulu Mayi, the Ming man has said that he is not allowed to worship in the future!" I was forced to work every day, saying that I had to do it after work in the week! ”

Javanese people have always been reluctant to be urged to work, which is basically a national character; As for the worship, it was Zheng He's good deed, which brought the Muslims to the island of Java, and later the Majapahit would be driven to Bali, which was the result of the alliance between the locals and the Muslims.

Ding couldn't stop frowning when he heard this, and now he could say a few words in the native language, so he asked the natives, "Are you not allowed to worship?" Then let's go and believe in other religions, this Allah, did not bless us, or the lord of the country who was not in the city of Majapahit was also captured by the Ming people? ”

Who knew that those Muslim natives were furious when they heard this, pulled out their sharp knives, and were about to stab Ding Yi.

Of course, this doesn't need to be done by someone Ding, Cao Jixiang and Wen Fatzi put these natives down with three punches and two kicks.

"I remember the Battle of Du Ban, there was a class with the greatest merit, everyone was injured, and later I followed Li Yuncong here, and I heard Li Yuncong say that he was sent to manage a big village with four or five hundred households, go and see." Ding Yi pulled Wen Fatzi and Cao Jixiang, but he commanded like this.

Because in Sulu Mayi, he was in a very bad mood, not only the uprising in the southern towns, but also the Ming army stationed, all kinds of tyrannical deeds, whether true or not, will not be groundless, so Ding Yi is ready to go down to the countryside to see what the actual situation is.

And when Ding Yi went to that big village, what he saw was not the land reform in full swing or the grievance conference, but a very close to the Western barony and the twelve knights.

Guo Jin's life is very big, the bamboo gun actually didn't kill him, in this Javanese village, he is naked, with a bandage on his right chest, and is harshly reprimanding more than a dozen children: "Speak the official language of the Ming Dynasty!" Only uncivilized monkeys speak such ridiculous vernacular! I can't even speak official words, damn it, how can I learn the code of conduct? Stupid pig! Stand up, you are in Daming, and you can't even get in the militia! He is like a lord of the West, who wields the power of life and death over the people in his own territory, and arbitrarily reprimands and curses.

The other twelve soldiers were dressed in hot military uniforms, because whether they were from the Duyin tribe or from the Second Division of the Ming Dynasty and the Miyun Avant-garde, they had received their own clothes before they came. The shaved black uniform, the tightly sleashed cowhide belt, the leather whip held in his hand, the loud reprimand to the natives who ploughed the fields from time to time, and the disdainful look in his eyes...... Aristocracy and class do not need words to express, such a scene, at a glance, is the opposition of classes, incomparably distinct.

Ding Yi suddenly felt a headache, there was no need to collect taxes, and he probably planned to collect the income of the natives directly by the Ming army stationed in the village, so this feeling was that the knight domain in the West would support a knight's armament and military expenses by a number of peasant households. This is definitely not the scene that Ding Yi wants to see.

As for Majapahit, I'm afraid that the reconstruction of the city has not yet been completed, so the two battalions stationed there can't take care of these problems.

According to legend, the Ming army asked for the right to the first night, but I am afraid that there are also things; The matter of not allowing the spread of religion is inseparable from it, because in Ding Yi's own words and deeds, he does not have a good impression of Muslims, but likes and dislikes are one thing, and there is no freedom of religion is another.

"Tell Zhu Dong to come and see me." Ding Yi said this to Fat Man Wen angrily, and then walked over to Guo Jin, who was still reprimanding the indigenous boy. When those Ming soldiers saw Ding Yi, they hurriedly stood up and saluted, and at this time, Guo Jin, who had his back to Ding Yi, scolded until he became angry, and with his uninjured left hand, he raised his leather whip and whipped it towards those indigenous teenagers, and he heard someone behind him say in a deep voice: "Put down your whip." ”

"Let go of ......" Guo Jin was angry, and he was about to scold out a foul word, but he suddenly froze there, because he came out of the Sharp Blade Brigade, and the Sharp Blade Brigade not only acted as Ding Yi's personal guard for a long time, but also some people also passed the test with Ding Yi, Guo Jin was one of them, Ding Yi's voice, he was very familiar with it.

He turned back neatly, and then raised his right hand to salute Ding Yixing, even if this action made the bandage on his chest ooze bright red blood stains, he did not hesitate or hesitate at all, for Ding Yi's worship, for Guo Jin, it is a real feeling, there is no moisture.

It can't be denied that this made Ding Yi, who was originally black-faced, look a little better, and said to Guo Jin after raising his hand to return the salute: "Let them disband, we must talk, otherwise, I'm worried that in a few days, these natives will either cut off your heads in the middle of the night, or poison you all to death!" (To be continued......)

PS: Double monthly pass on the last day! Vomiting blood and begging for a ticket!!